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[Exploring and ninja-ing around is turning up a whole lot of dead ends and questions with no answers, so now Raphael is going to try his last resort.

Conversing with strangers.

Making sure he has his voice only function on (pretending that little SNAFU with it in his earlier conversation didn't happen) he reluctantly addresses his fellow...strand-ees.]

Okay, seriously. How many of you people actually buy that "you are in the in-between" story?

[the mystic new-age voice for the quote helps set the atmosphere, yes it is necessary]

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[Before this post, Raphael will be swimming around in the Water Sector, trying to keep as hidden as possible but needing to surface to breathe and also sneak back up onto the docks occasionally when he can't cross sections in water. He's a stealthy little bugger, so the average Joe might miss him, but anybody with serious training or extra-sharp senses might find him.

...or you might catch him when he's losing his temper and angrily kicking over a barrel after talking to yet another tree-hugging native yokel, whatever.]

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Although I have only been here a week, I have come to the conclusion that there is no other explanation for this city. It is the only way some of us here could be here.

Maybe all the people who say they're dead are actually zombies.

I do not know what a 'zombie' is, but I was shot by no less than five members of the National Guard. At least two of those bullets would have been lethal on their own.

[He hasn't actually been looking at the screen because apparently it disturbs some people when he says he's dead with such ease, and looking away lets them be uncomfortable with making him uncomfortable]

If there are people who can survive that, monsieur, I do not consider myself among their number.

Yeah see, zombies don't survive death. They're dead.

As am I, though I'm not "zombie". Perhaps for you, this is a place between dreams but for at least four of us here, it is a detour on the way to the afterlife.

[He glances up, and then doubletakes]

...a turtle?

Yeah. A live one.

Look, whatever, I get you had a rough uh...arrival or however you wanna say it, but alive people and dead people kind of don't exist in the same place at the same time, talking to each other. That's why being dead is a big deal. Because you aren't alive anymore, doing alive things.

[A talking. Turtle. Jehan takes a moment to file that away and...yeah, no still stuck on the turtle but moving on anyway because to harp would be rude. He's trying hard not to just stare, though.]

Perhaps on the usual planes of existence, but why shouldn't they mingle in another? There are people here with blue skin, extra fingers, or gills, and they are simply the locals. We are on the back of a giant turtle. Compared to that, the thought of this being a sort of middle ground between life and death is not all that unreasonable.

Except I kind of know where 'giant turtles' come from, and it's not some mystic afterlife bedtime story. It's science. [Sort of.]

Forgive me, monsieur tortue, but you do not appear to be the same type of turtle as the one we're traveling on. I doubt what you know applies here.

Use your brain; you think anybody carries an island around on their back because they want to? This poor guy's probably just as trapped as we are.

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[He frowns--he doesn't appreciate being called stupid]

Perhaps, but my point still stands. I would suggest you attempt to speak to the turtle, but a young man tried a few days ago and advised against it. Regardless, I do, in fact, believe the kedan when they say this is an in-between place. There is nothing else it could be.

Uh huh. Well, good thing it doesn't work anyway because I don't speak turtle.

You can believe your voodoo dreamland crap if you want, but I'll be out looking for some real answers. Lemme know if you'd like some facts instead of just believing the things your kidnappers tell you.

[More frowning]

I understand you are confused, but that is not an excuse for being so incredibly rude. You've twice assumed I haven't thought about this and came to what I consider the most reasonable conclusion, not to mention all but accused me of lying about my death. I did not accuse you of lying about being alive.

[Or said anything about being a giant talking turtle]

I can see, however, there's little point in continuing this conversation. Should you wish to, someday, share what you find out, please feel free to contact me.

[The "provided you're polite" goes unsaid because Jehan is nice like that. He cuts the feed]

[whatever you poncy dork, he didn't want to talk to you anyway]

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is it video for Raph, too?

OH RIGHT yes sorry

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